...Said my heart

Not that you give a "toot"(i wouldn't too come to think of it if i didn't relate) but I have been singing my hearts international anthem lately..."Mother Things sadden me." My tears will not kiss the floor though because of the person I am. Clearly I am hurt by things, things you do and say, things you don't do and things you don't say. Fuck it now I say! Why give a damn? When all you do is suck my honey but not my ugly. Good comes with bad after all -unless you're not human but a God of some sort- So why not suck it in and be strong enough to teach me well of my mistakes? You do that easily to the foreign whose honey you don't even know laying them down gently as they go. I ask myself a lot about you so much that I’ve even chose to come to you but you too lash out instead of being calm and let me admire the man in you. We are both women in this argument and no one’s winning. So fuck it once again you’ve made me man!